In all our years up north . . .
In all this time of having a cabin . . .
I have never, ever "gardened."
Not even a little bit. Mostly because . . . who needs to garden when you're in deep woods? The woods provide their own landscaping magic, after all. But there's also the practical and logistical side of things. Our up north schedule is erratic most years, with our time at the cabin competing with other summer plans.
This year, though? Not so much.
So back in May, I brought up a flat of impatiens and I planted them on our porch rail.
We've been up here enough this year that they've done well. I can keep them watered so they thrive between our visits (although our neighbors helped once during a particularly dry/hot spell when we were back home).
The flowers add a nice, welcoming touch to our little cabin in the woods. A bright spot!
The pandemic has brought me many opportunities to say "never before" . . .
but this one is a nice "never before!"